not unlike the day when a petrified Jack ***** his unmountable Jill
whose other-worldy table manners enraged proto-emperor **** who
dined on wild bison/buffalo meat broiled by vegetarian Buffalo Bill

“Tampons cause toxic shock syndrome which is fatal. I urge
you, or your brother, to not use a ****** on heavy days for
more than 20 minutes, better still: switch to pads.”
   “How dare you pry into my personal choice of feminine hygiene products! I feel the most relaxed while in the company of feminine hygiene production staffers & middle management types.”
   “Me too.”

Gay medication across the vastness of America, the nation, deports normal folk to a homosexy station as prelude to a sodomized retaliation worthy of a forgiving conciliation. The American Cancer Society should incorporate a rubber duck into their logo to acknowledge the quacks who quack for them.

The common halves: ½ ***, ½ dollar, ½ ton, ½ way, ½ way house, ½ way there, ½ baked, ½ cup, ½ sister, ½ done, ½ mast, ½ dead, ½ naked, ½ ply, ½ awake, ½ tablespoon, ½ asleep, ½ hour, equally divide me. Hi, I'm Tim Walmart. Glad to meet you Mr. Walmart. I'm Todd Kmart. Are you related to Bob Family Dollar? No.

“Frank would have loved this,” Kathie Lee Gifford, Frank Gifford's widow, proclaimed as she poured Frank Gifford's ashes into a Texaco men's room toilet.

"Yes" is positively positive among positivists. Half my parents are dead & the other half are half-dead. I must careful! I almost nearly wrote: "No *** snot." I'm glad I remembered where to put the spaces & the apostrophe. Let's behave immunologically to mercilessly slaughter pathogens as it's better than gagging to coax throwing up. These choco'/caramel pretzel bites are awful! I often win, everything but money. It's a good week to ride a horse as hay is going on sale in Annapolis. More death, that's just what America's whining wrist-slitters need...
   Half way through May, again, I anticipate with regularity the June month, as my colon waves in spasms, goose stepping in quick time to June. I should look up old friends, old ****-buddies if I were a homosexual (which I'm not). It seems relaxing to sit when spoken to; to speak from a seat.

FENDERLESS SUMMER, the summer that Freddy Fender died...
“Hey, Freddy Fender crapped out on October 14th, so go *******!”
   “Turn off the gas valves. I'm coming home in a wiener truck!”
   “Alright, I'll have your guns loaded & *****-trapped to **** you.”
   “Thanks Marge. I'm probably going to change my ******
orientation 17 times between here & Monroeville.”
   “Sounds good. Eat a chipmunks that looks like me.”
   “I will.”
  “This pointing-loaded-hare-trigger-guns-at-myself habit/addiction is dangerous! If I don't break this habit I'm goin' to be fatally shot!”
   “No you won't get fally shot, not as long as you're careful.”
   “Will you stuff my casket with rags and do the cha-cha?”
   “No, or maybe a little bit, if I'm not hot from an ***-rash.”

The Institute of Physics: The Earth's orbital speed around the Sun: 30 km/s (108,000 km/h, ~70,000 mph) The Sun's orbital speed around the Galaxy: ~200 km/s (720,000 km/h, 450,000 mph)

**** Hillary Clinton has committed treason by entertaining an infringement on the right to keep & bear arms as she swore to her civil service oath solution to protect the united States of America's merrie oulde Constitution.

Western women don't maintain the infrastructure. They push papers. Thousands of men die in industrial accidents each year while women trowel on the makeup, clip on hair extensions and complain about the lack of "real men."

Women don't pave streets nor maintain power lines & transformers. Empowerment for women means that men get the dirtiest, most dangerous jobs. If men stopped working for a week there would be no power, no gas, no food. If women stopped working for week bean-counting would fall one week behind.

Vitamin B1 (thiamine)
Vitamin B2 (riboflavin)
Vitamin B3 (niacin or niacinamide)
Vitamin B4 (adenine)
Vitamin B5 (pantothenic acid)
Vitamin B6 (pyridoxine, pyridoxal, or pyridoxamine, or pyridoxine hydrochloride)
Vitamin B7 (biotin)
Vitamin B8 (Iadenosine monophosphate, or alternately myo-inositol)
Vitamin B9 (folic acid)
Vitamin B10 (Pteroylmonoglutamic acid)
Vitamin B11 (Salicylic acid)
Vitamin B12 (various cobalamins; commonly cyanocobalamin in vitamin supplements)
Vitamin B13 (orotic acid)
Vitamin B14 (metabolite of xanthopterin)
Vitamin B15 (Pangamic acid, also called pangamate)
Vitamin B16 (Dimethylglycine)
Vitamin B17 (Amygdalin)
Vitamin B18
Vitamin B19
Vitamin B20 (Carnitine)
Vitamin B21

Vitamin Bh – another name for (biotin)
Vitamin Bm ("mouse factor") – also used to designate Inositol
Vitamin Bp (Choline) –
Vitamin Bt (L-carnitine) –
Vitamin Bv – a type of B6 but not Pyrodoxine
Vitamin Bw – a type of Biotin but not d-Biotin
Vitamin Bx – another name for PABA (para-Aminobenzoic acid)

All B vitamins are water soluble, and are dispersed throughout the body and must be replenished daily with any excess excreted in the ***** (which turns a bright yellow color).

An old woman summons a vet. Her dog hasn't moved in 2 days.
-- "I'm sorry Ma'am: your dog is dead," the veterinarian informed.
-- "He can't be dead!"
-- "I'm sorry."
-- "I demand that you run a test just to make sure he's really dead!"
-- "Alright," the kindly doctor said and in short order retrieved a large cage containing a Tom cat from the backseat of his car. The doctor opened the door. The cat stepped out, circled & sniffed the dead dog and returned to his cage. "Ma'am, I can say without any doubt that your dog is dead," said the vet upon handing the grieving woman a bill for $175.
-- "A hundred and seventy-five dollars?!!" Exclaimed she.
-- "Yes," explained the vet, "seventy-five for
the house-call & a hundred for the CAT SCAN."

Gynecology is no laughing matter! Back to the **** heap...A wrong turn might drop you into the lap of The Full Moon School of Gynecological Enthusiasts...**

Gamma gauze tape pads stitches, sutures & staples & blocks yeast,
while nourishing the gloom of Austrian weather enjoyed to my east
where-from nobody is availed to rent land that is better let unleased
to slanderers foundered in the romance of 2 smooth bowels creased
obstructively for a slattern nun & Bible-rebuffing, monsignor priest
whose thongs bunch doing jumping jacks as *** hems are released
that can't be knitted, established, corporated, sewn or puzzle-pieced

♚♚♚ Bill Cosby is innocent and he's willing to **** anyone who says he ain't.

Twinkle twinkle you mother-******* ***, wage-slavin' Shell gas fan
I make more dough wiggling my G-stringed-sexually-****-***, man

Them what say there ain't room on the moon are just stick waggers
as the dark side's got the craters to bury 4.8 million **** Jaggers
He wouldn't hurt flies but he's not above those called tick draggers
He's beaten coke, horse & **** but for ***** he can't kick staggers
On ****** Halloween it's scarier to deny treats than to trick raggers
Bullyragged urbanites beware of gay, tobacco-chawin' hick naggers

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡◉ ͜ʖ ͡◉) ✅✅✅✅✅
✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅

Here on 2 limbs hobbles a 110-year-old pervert, Kirk Douglas, who
fugged fugging Marilyn Monroe fugless like 1 Aussie **** Kug lass
***** it tightly, sweet, slutty ***** in a perch from the lowest mast
with the queer **** who kicked in your teeth after you back-sassed
a family ******, I meant therapist, 47 centuries ago in the recent past
whilst kaffirs sold for a displaced value & **** got 'em lynched fast
as slaves were replacement-ready when white girls got them gassed
as ******* were placed steady when pink-titted girls had 'em gassed
as slaves were replaced already 'cause **** broads got them gassed
'cause any way you mounted it the leg-breakers struck a broken cast



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Give me your hirsute/textile/hombre love you lovely hairy rag man,
with your pointy nose, unlimbered leg & warts from Larry Hagman
who from the horse's mountable side snuck up like an airy stag ram
Don't take what little's left via state Santa Christmas merry bag ban
Let's dress like women in debt at the oldest Chuck Berry drag stand
My happiness is easily seen in blood-letting cirques as corpuscular
while my rippling backwards frontage is of a physique so muscular
that it is known by fat aunt Joan as socked-in and highly avuncular
In icy Florida I pine for Klondike my favorite Alaskan lesbian lover
who, in our gay igloo, resembled that big oily ****** Danny Glover


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Refugees flee what's so repressively dangerous that it's forever fled
The bloodied blood biz passes pathogens to bleeders bloodily bled
It is a dreadful situation that ****** folks find difficult not to dread
A gent is obliged to face conflict face first short of living in a shed,
plying the rough trade, rough-necking with ******* or playing dead
When my cruddy teeth are encrusted I brush the crud off with Crest
while working drainward with this golden cake of soap called Zest
Like a woman on public assistance I refuse to let my choppers rest
There was a time when talk of quiz was a precursor to an Iowa test
My basic skills are determinedly under-cutting my housewife guest
whose stems run north to her malignant tissue free mammae breast
In movies shooting orphans with high-powered rifles is done in jest
'cause in Amerika making ammunition is what wage-slaves do best

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Half way through May, again, I anticipate with regularity the June month, as my colon waves in spasms, goose stepping in quick time to June. I should look up old friends, old ****-buddies if I were a homosexual (which I'm not). It seems relaxing to sit when spoken to; to speak from a seat.
   “I assure you,” the waitress said with the tight skirt.
   “That's ****,” I said.
   “What is?” She asked.
   “The word 'assure' because it's got '***' in it,” I said.
   “Even better,” she observed in a tight-*** framing way.
“Titusville, get it? Tight *** Ville?!”
   “Oh yeah. Will you let me measure you against all women?”
   “Sure,” she said. “It's the least that I could do.”
   Panic came upon me like it was 1929.
   “I'd sell everything to be rid of my things.”
   “I hear you,” she said while adjusting her hearing aid.
   “If you'll trust me just once I won't have to
buy a second pregnancy test,” I informed.
   “I will. Besides, in the end, it'll all be
worth it, the ointment – everything.”
   I could see her better because I sat behind her from where
she stood. “I'd **** a million democrats on your say-so,”
said I to get between her ***'s puffy parts.
   “I love you,” she whispered as I gave
her a tip, my tip, just enough to win.    
   “Do you miss me mucho big? Am I not too mucho
macho for you?” I asked very Spanishly.
   “You're **** when you talk wet-back. Are you a wet-back?”
   “No, I'm not a wet-back.”
   “That's good. I don't mind a little grease now and again.”
   “Me too.”
   The temperature was drooping (& dropping) and
I knew that pipes froze at a low temperature.
   “Take off your ****** and let me feed you a taco.”
   “I don't wear underpants.”
   “Me too.”
   That night our waitress/customer relationship
remained whole as I pulled out just enough to win.

► Los chinos dicen: "La vida y la muerte son la provincia de los cielos."

Let me explain. It's an accepted fact that 3 out of 4 bowel movements are superfluous, meaning: they are just not needed. A person can strengthen (monolithically) his **** sphincter by T.B.C. (total bowel control). For now on I will abbreviate total bowel control with T.B.C. No ****, I'll really do it and also: I'm not ******* you! It's Tuesday (a new day) and a day for the inescapable, pain-in-the- ***, diurnal, daily scheduled bowel movement! You may be saying: “Good God must I?” The answer (and remember: I'm not feeding you a load of ****!) is NO! People proficient in algebra **** on a 48-hour time table, and for trigonometry students it's not even that! Can you believe it? Or better: Can you relieve it? Next time I'll tell you how to ***** on target every time and how to urinate into beer bottles while you're cruising down the highway algebraically fast.

No man who succumbs to cancer is any braver, nor any "deader," than his brother who craps out from syphilis. Not surprisingly: there are no syphilis boot-camps, no catch-phrases, no ribbons, no support groups, and no harrowing testimonials from plucky V.D. survivors. I abide by it: "A wise man learns from his mistakes; a wiser man learns from the mistakes of others."

& ever & no man'll change it because, ****-wise, I'm lesbian-clever
I'll block you soon forever & blacken your eyes & hide your toupée
because I hate you more queerly than prissy Obama hates being gay
with Michael, as he expresses himself better durin' lactation classes
among the hammer-happy Hillary crowd & Bill's ****-****** *****  
that only worsen clownish ***** dunked by red-sock-ducked passes
through to the prostate in lucky, ancient Hugh Hefner ****** sasses
Eddie Money, Johnny Paycheck & Johnny Cash in 32 papal masses

A ballooned moon made Pat rashy with zona ****** zoster shingles
after filming sea-sick Tom ***** on the promontory that is ******'s
where-from Tom's homosexual sluiceway got gay, jail-house tingles
in anticipation of evil Madison Avenue's ****-marrying-**** jingles
that yellow-mark spines where, with plasma, pus-like fluid mingles
to swell the endemic ranks of central Chicago's law-abiding singles

Samuel Huntington (Mar. 1 – July 9, 1781)
Thomas McKean (July 10 – Nov. 4, 1781)
John Hanson (Nov. 5, 1781– Nov. 3, 1782)
Elias Boudinot (Nov. 4, 1782 – Nov. 2, 1783)
Thomas Mifflin (Nov. 3, 1783– Oct.31, 1784)
Richard Henry Lee (Nov. 30, 1784 – Nov. 6, 1785)
John Hancock (Nov. 23, 1785 – May 29, 1786)
Nathaniel Gorham (June 6 – Nov. 5, 1786)
Arthur St. Clair (Feb. 2 – Nov. 4, 1787)
Cyrus Griffin (Jan. 22 – Nov. 2, 1788)

“Rod, you look wonderful.”

“Thanks Glenda. You also look wonderful.”

“Rod, will you be staying at the palace for long?”

“No. I have business in Tokyo prefecture tomorrow. I'll be taking a military helicopter transport directly there to save time.”

“Is Stacy with you?”

“Yes, Glenda. I knew that you would ask.”

“I have every right to ask. Stacy is my sister.”

“I've done bad things. I've led teen bikini models astray...promising them my everlasting love while impregnating their sisters. I'm an animal. How many lives must I ruin? How many Japanese beauty queens must I conquer? Glenda, I  must deny these natural & naturalistical inclinations. I must be more than a boy toy used by *** starlets to satisfy their carnal needs.”

“Of course, Rod, our passion was a passing fancy.”

“Please. I just watched Rudolph Valentino lose 2 women to his best friend in the 1925 movie Cobra. Valentino would be dead 9 months after this film's release. A friend's friendship meant more to Rudy than incautious fawning & womanly guile. Please Glenda, I tried. I tried and I failed. I know why you do it and it's not why you say. Your brother loves you but he needs to find a girl who's not his sister for a change.”

“Women can be men with feminine issues, Rod. Math is a curious thing. If you're 6' 1'' tall, you are closer to 7 feet than to 5 feet. If you're 5' 3'' tall, you are closer to 10 feet than to 0 feet.”

“Glenda, deep down, your sister is just a a lot of fluid, organs & vessels. I have an eye for such things. I possess a knack for uniting incongruous things, whether it be nuts to toggles or spigots to pet-*****. In The Eagle from 1925, Rudolph Valentino reads a note by candle light. A candle on the table in a moving train. Seems incongruous, somehow. What about the danger of fire? What if my bra comes undone at the amusement park? What if a thousand things go terribly awry? Ha? Well, what about it?”

“Sometimes, dear one, you act as if the Washington Monument is an extension of your physical charm. Sometimes Rod...Oh, kiss me you  fool!”

There'll be no jury duty for you, you non-judgmental pixie boor... [It's unusually me when it is not someone other than me. I'll wait here, or within 50' of here. I live in the woods. I can *** anytime. Whatever Lola charges keeps her in ****. My chihuahua's crazy fo' cheese. Who'da thunk it? Everybody compliments my toes, especially army boot wholesalers. So far, no ruptures nor herniations...Girls! Girls! Girls! Pin my saucy piñata sasswards, as I am back-engineering a girlishly-featured future, or a girlishly-futured feature. Perspective. Perspection. It is cowardly to complain on a full stomach.] Y/o [Knowledgeably the coroner said, "cardiologist Pearl McBroom is dead."] Y siempre [It's raining yet my bony dog is dog-bone dry.]

Despite what any ****** might tell you: You CAN restore your gay-pride by celebrating Gay-Pride Week for a month. Nobody ever fell in love with a woman because she was shaped like an egg-sandwich (or for causations in the deification of John Lennon). 

The rewarding plea of gold-digging Western wives is: “Abuse me!”
as a predominant patriarchal mindset remains: accuse he/praise she
Those witnessed against Saddam Hussein joined in spastic perjury
as they were promised discounted *** and *** lifting plastic surgery
I yielded the ***** floor to a broad whose *** was large yet slender
with a heart brimming with the compassion of a low-interest lender
She was disciplined and resigned not unlike a diseased dead-ender
as her taste in clap-trap included virulent doses of Freddy F. Fender

YouTube
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eZdiMYchRic
Lyrics

Out on the corner
Like a fallen Maraschino cherry
I know you're scared to eat me
You got a candy-red sports car
My heart is not a sports car
My heart is cab
Your love is a fad
And you're a drag

And now I feel good, I feel like candy
go out on the street I wanna make some money
That was just a joke about the money
you're gonna pay me with your life

You wanna have me
You watch me like TV

You wanna hold me
Collect me like rubies
Talk about me like a movie
You're so *****

And now I feel good, I feel like candy
I'll get in your car, I wanna make some money
That was just a joke about the money
you're gonna pay me with your life

Songwriter, Mary Timony
*** lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Artist: Helium
Album: Ends With And
Released: 2017
Genre: Alternative/Indie

It took three days to cook with acetylene torches. 1 chef drowned during the pouring of the sauce. I don't agree with the premise: On a clear day you can *** forever. I *** what limited *** I *** regardless of atmospheric visibility. There are people who prefer orange juice in their pulp & those who do not. Check your genitals. They have 2 distinctive functionalities that demand that you stop living a life that ain't yours.

“My glands are glandularly normal,” I told a farmer, who had to handle 1 farming problem before the next 1. ~ “Your normal glands make farming a piece of cake,” he said. ~ “Thanks a lot,” I answered. “My sincerity is why I'm respected by Willie Nelson somewhat.”; “Me too,” he said like a dumb *******.

Look! No crud! One step ahead of the law...That's the American way...Several hundred ******* tried to **** me last night, if not for the charitable nature of several hundred other *******, who saved me, I'd be one dead ****** now.
   When I'm not busy I enjoy watching 2 women slamming in the woods. It's not any better than building hover boats to govern the smaller lakes of Michigan. Women often kiss one another passionately in the forest, non-lesbian style. Home-made tattoos are the best!!! And very economical!
   Now, why would the public have doubts concerning the moon landings? The U.S. govt. is benevolent and egalitarian by nature. They sided with the South Vietnamese to rid them of the Viet Cong. Our government's big heart is evident in all things: from helping "Katrina" survivors to rescuing children at Waco.

Communism is like...It's like we're living in an apartment on the edge of a reduced-rent zone. Penelope, there's not enough sea near California, enough crud in Crafton Heights, nor starving wards to cram with food. Cram me long-ways, & length-wise, with the stump ending of your loving devoid. Ermines seasonally sport creamy-white coats. In my context, ermine apples = (post-pubescent) mammae....I'll hold your hair back while you *****. I'll hold your purse while you adjust your bra. I'll hold your ladder. I'll hold your secrets. I'll not hold your hand when you jump off a bridge. [Hillary's frozen fear forces secret agent to kick her ***. Hillary's chemicalization scares me shitless. It could be the onset of
angina. The clenching is indicative.] It's a well-defined Victory Over Forgiveness when I enter your solitary-confinement cell to tell you that you're not alone. Goad her not ma into Godless voter fraud after we've forgotten to **** rotten & crooked in lives that too (by tattoo) were taught in jails & in wars ma died & fought in.

"You can't spell gonorrheal without heal," the ***** proclaimed.
  "Thanks," I said. "I'll keep that under wraps till the next time I infect a Pygmy." [New cutting-edge toilet technology turns composted toilet waste into delicious chocolate cake for the American ***** community. Jackamammies love it!]

THE CIVIL RIGHTS OF MOVEMENTS — My ******* create rounded ripples when my lard *** tipples. Progeny isn't propagated from masturbatory (homosexual) coitus. Surely, slit-eyed “gambler” Kenny F. Rogers has made accommodations for his round-eyed replacement? [“I have all the patience in the world, it's just that waiting bugs me!” — Proclaimed “Vice President in Charge of Treason for KAOS” Conrad Siegfried (played by Bernie Kopell) of T.V.'s Get Smart] Bob Hope's mistresses don't collect pensions: Marilyn Maxwell (1921 – 1972) & Barbara Lee Payton (1927 – 1967). Broad-beamed broads, of desperate temperament (in frantic straits), will prostrate before part-time (even unemployed) garbage men. Dear Movie Executive-Type: It's true Nick that I arrived in the ****** of time. Why are America's twenty-somethings fixated on suicide, tattoos, piercings, zombies & vampires?

I pulled your *** into the bedroom so that we could be alone in bed
and then there was a hurricane that ripped the roof off the shed, and
we had to forget about doing it when my dinger is so swollen & red

Thanks, colon-cleansing nurse, my colon has never been better cleansed. I can put my socks on 2 at a time now.

A mother's right to contract the ****** of her unborn infant shall no be infringed. [9 bullets in my 1957 revolver means nine head-shots...] Why do flannel-shirted ***** and negroids in floral underpants enjoy preferential treatment from hot- dog vendors? All hail a world swayed by plasticized, estrogen mimickers! Let's pile onto the stinking bus! It'll be a blast! People are forced into ***** buses because their licenses to drive have been revoked. Everybody wants a car to tip over.

Young women, in starched whites, offer tapioca & Hospice care to me each time I wreck my walker. I have a date with a hot babe, the crematory oven. Young women, in starched whites, offer tapioca & Hospice care to me each time I wreck my walker. I have a date with a hot babe, the crematory oven.

Come, explore my open ports & feast on my yeast-free catch-of-the-day. I promise you 10 bad experiences for each really bad experience. Turn offs: hard popcorn, leaky ships, ******* on acid. Likes: old men, lesbian heart-ache, working toilets, chinks who love too much. New film stock will destroy current video-tape-free recording. Nitrate film on spools is the wave of the future. By A.D. 2109, millions of water-retaining fat women with big bones, slow metabolic rates & hyperthyroidismic activity will waddle into lines for food that's thrilling! Are you tired of having your **** *** slammed by ermine, supremacistically **** gay lesbian ******* who don't know how to differentiate between rightfulness & wrongfulness? Well? Well is a deep-well subject that opens the gates to our loving life on the cusp of cuts cruelly intended to cause death by blood deficit. Don't paint me into corners or back me off cliffs. I'm ultra-serious when I'm skinning snakes & milking mink. To ****** celebrate an Ishtari Easter with bold Easterners, I bloodily eat ****** blooded eggs bloodied.

WEB: After studying 8,000 reports of government-caused deaths, Rummel estimates that there have been 262 million victims of democide in the last century. According to his figures, six times as many people have died from the actions of people working for governments than have died in battle.
Democide - Wikipedia
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Democide

They are insane. Be careful, Morgan's packing heat and Kennedy is hopped up on Round-Up **** killer. “Put down that machete Morgan! Look out! Kennedy has a hand grenade!”

I was walking in the woods when a grizzly bear attacked me from out of nowhere. I used my Bruce Lee training as second nature by karate chopping the bear in the shin. He died within seconds.
   I heard a woman approach of heavy build. She was a Pygmy yet unusually tall. I pulled my gun. She took no notice and sallied forth. I didn't fire a warning shot. I let her pass as I figured her business was strictly Pygmy, 100% divorced from my non-Pygmy concerns. Boy, was I ever wrong. Three weeks later my paternity test came back: I was 74% Pygmy on my mother's side & 38½ on my father's. I was 112½% pure Pygmy – no denying that!
   We are presumed innocent until proven (beyond a reasonable doubt) guilty. Public opinion (what people think) is not bound by this stricture. Cancer isn't inspirational. It's a metabolic disease.

I stepped over the line to flee from my communist teachers because
they were spooning greasy puke under the soccer stadium bleachers
with the trite insight of bright Christian-eon might to blight uptight,
****-right, light-**** appetites of scuzzy peach-fuzzy peach ******